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I have lived my whole f*cking life by the book |
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But in my mind allways have known that I'm special |
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Met this girl, the girl of my dreams, very cute thing |
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But deep inside morbid thoughts of blood everywhere |
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At the wedding night i can't hold it back anymore |
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Clutching her neck |
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Suffocating, grasping for air |
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Sudden mental collapse |
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Her eyes roll back |
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Surgery made with kitchen knife and scissors |
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Separate breasts, slicing meat bashing head |
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With wrench |
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Drasticall dimemberment, slaughter |
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Total satisfaction for the first time of my life |
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Molesting |
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Caressing |
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And wrestling |
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With her dead body |
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Hidden |
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Rotten |
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Ged ready |
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For celebration |
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Body |
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Decayed |
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Ged ready |
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For mastication |
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Gorging |
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And thriving |
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With decay |
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A dead girl's delight |
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At last i have lost the grip |
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In search of my true self |
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And let go of the sanity |
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And found my niche in life |
